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Inner sunshine warms not only the heart of the owner, but all who come in contact with it.
We should enjoy this summer, flower by flower, as if it were to be the last one we’ll see.
For Beatrice, summer without you is as cold as winter. Winter without you, is even colder.
Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
Don't go to summer camp. Bury your parents in the backyard and have the place to yourself.
I basically grew up on the road with my dad, on a tour bus every summer since I was a kid.
I grew out my armpit hair for the summer. It turns out my natural hair colour isn't blonde.
I was thinking that we all learn by experience, but some of us have to go to summer school.
Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.
If the first of July it be rainy weather, 'Twill rain more or less for four weeks together.
Like a welcome summer rain, humor may suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you.
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do 'Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues.
And so the seasons went rolling on into summer, as one rambles into higher and higher grass.
The summer moon hung full in the sky. For the time being it was the great fact of the world.
I have a house in the Connecticut countryside where you'll always find me, summer or winter.
I'm generally pessimistic about the dumbing down of America - especially with summer movies.
Because one day I'll leave you a phantom to lead you in the summer to join the black parade.
Palin seems to have forgotten that her poll ratings have plummeted since the summer of 2011.
For me, my favorite trends of summer are lots of color, wedges, rompers and bright lipstick.
When I was 23 and about to go to law school, I thought I'd spend the summer writing a novel.
Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word to say; The end of a Summer's day; Sweet Love is dead.
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Teachers don't work in the summer, and photographers don't shoot in in the middle of the day.
This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet
I love summer. Because it means I can wear a bikini top and shorts, even just to go shopping.
I know that if odour were visible, as colour is, I'd see the summer garden in rainbow clouds.
When people went on vacation, they shed their home skins, thought they could be a new person.
But a girl of seventeen is not always thinking of books, especially in the Oxford summer term.
Surfing music is dead. It was just a summer craze for kids on the beach. I'm finished with it.
She, though in full-blown flower of glorious beauty, Grows cold even in the summer of her age.
My favorite thing to do in the summer was to sleep out in the forest on the farm I grew up on.
I usually get down with a little Violent Femmes in the summer. You know, 'Blister In The Sun.'
A thin grey fog hung over the city, and the streets were very cold; for summer was in England.
I spent many a summer early morning with the radio very low, half sleeping and half listening.
I expect some new phases of life this summer, and shall try to get the honey from each moment.
In early June the world of leaf and blade and flowers explodes, and every sunset is different.
I once went a whole summer without seeing the sun. I would play all night, then sleep all day.
I started going [Grateful Dead] when I was in high school. I was 15. It was the Summer Of Love.
Very hot and still the air was, Very smooth the gliding river, Motionless the sleeping shadows.
…she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.
Run for the door if a guy has too much gel in his hair and is too tan and it's not even summer.
Sweet, sweet burn of sun and summer wind, and you my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling.
A healthy man, indeed, is the complement of the seasons, and in winter, summer is in his heart.
Rugby may have many problems, but the gravest is undoubtedly that of the persistence of summer.
Life is like an onion: you peel off layer after layer and then you find there is nothing in it.
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing and mojito in your hand.
When summer is over, winter becomes sad too, because opposites often admire each other secretly!
The moon is swimming naked and the summer night is fragrant with a mighty expectation of relief.
That was the summer of 1963, when everybody called me ‘Baby,’ and it didn't occur to me to mind.
I really don't use that much make up - I'm pretty natural. I wear even less of it in the summer.